March 25, 2006 | Forget talk; walk the walk!
After much whispering together, inform me that you’ve both decided to take the entire contents of your “donate” compartments and give it to me for the walk. When the pooled amount is determined to be $10, wait until your brother has wandered off and solemnly pull an additional bill from your “spending” compartment and inform me that “every dollar counts, so take this one, too.”
When I ask how you’d like your donation appear on the honor roll, tell me that “It should say Chickadee and Monkey, OF COURSE,” and after some thought, add, “and we want it to be in honor of your friend Julie, too. So she gets better soon.”
Then rescue me from my rapid melting into a puddle of ectoplasmic goo by remarking, “I bet you don’t want to sell me to the gypsies NOW, do you, Mama!”
March 25th, 2006 at 5:12 pm
Awww…
March 25th, 2006 at 6:46 pm
Awww…I love your kids.
March 25th, 2006 at 6:57 pm
Aww. I kinda feel that way when I peek in on my daughters sleeping. I think making them look so innocent while they are sleeping is God’s way to ensure that we do not choke our children to death!
March 25th, 2006 at 8:26 pm
That is a gorgous halo
March 25th, 2006 at 8:27 pm
sorry - are gorgous halos
March 25th, 2006 at 8:51 pm
That is one of the sweetest things I’ve heard in awhile. Those are some kindhearted children, and I know you’re proud of them! And if you sell to anyone, don’t sell to gypsies. I’m sure your readers would pull together and buy Chickadee and Monkey, especially if it was buy one, get the other free.
March 25th, 2006 at 10:51 pm
Ohhh!! You have the BEST KIDS!
You knew that, but I am just affirming it for ya. :-)
March 25th, 2006 at 11:00 pm
Sweetest. Thing. Ever. :)
March 25th, 2006 at 11:14 pm
Please, since you’ve been saved from the puddle of ectoplasmic goo….cover them in kisses and super squeezy hugs for me :)
March 25th, 2006 at 11:47 pm
*sniff*
March 26th, 2006 at 12:05 am
Ah, the old bait and switch routine, eh. Kids, they’re either the nicest people you’d ever want to meet or little rotters. Frequently both in the space of 30 minutes.
March 26th, 2006 at 12:11 am
I needed this story today, as my daughter has been behaving like a feral cat, except with more scratching. I’m so glad that someone’s complicated daughter is behaving. A bit jealous, but still glad.
March 26th, 2006 at 5:40 am
Call me sappy, but I teared up for that. So sweet.
March 26th, 2006 at 9:09 am
Aww, how sweet. This makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. We can’t wait to see everyone and smother all of you in hugs and kisses. Love you all.
Leila
March 26th, 2006 at 5:38 pm
I *heart* Chickadee!
March 26th, 2006 at 10:40 pm
My god but you’re a good parent. I mean, they had to learn that somewhere.